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The past four days/nights have been total and utter shit. If it’s not one thing then something else decides to pop up and completely kill anything that remotely resembles normality.

I’m getting tired of the fighting that breeds the cold silence that comes between he and I. I’m sick of the blame game, it’s childish and a waste of energy for both parties.

I can admit that I’m not that much of a cool head when it comes to shouting matches, I give as good as I get. Not really the smartest way to go about things, I know. I can’t talk to someone when all we do is fight.



I don’t know what’s causing our little bubble to be on the verge of popping.

I can’t give you anymore than what I’ve already given. I can’t be the bearer of your emotional baggage every time something upsets you when I can’t even deal with my own. It’s easy to take it out on me when you think the world has wronged you. It’s even easier for you to expect me to sit and take it, like that’s my role in this relationship.



Maybe I’m being a cry baby over silly things. But frankly, I don’t really give a flying you know what.

I just want some peace, a day when the words we say aren’t said just for the sake of hitting that vulnerable place.



I’m sure that’s not too much to ask for….



Is it?

I'm not going to bother with the pretty centered purple font this time, I'm really not in a purple font kinda mood at this precise moment.



I may be moody at times, I may take things a little too seriously aswell. I may say things when I really shouldn't, and I may not apologise as quickly as I really should. I can be a little too harsh and I can be bitchy aswell. Hell, I'm sure I can be the biggest pain in the a$$, if I try hard enough. But I can still get bruised when I'm treated like crap.



I only wanted to know if I had done something wrong, if maybe something I had done or said made you not want to talk tonight. You needed to rest so I told you it was ok to go and sleep. In fact I insisted that you go to bed.



And now you're back, and all you want to do is throw shit in my face and tell me to "fuck off". All you want to do is point out every negative attribute I have and expect me to take it as if you were singing a sweet song to me. All because I cared enought about you to want you to take care of yourself.



I've taken lesser shit from others before and I've told them where to go, so don't get comfortable in the thought that you're somehow immune to the same treatment.



This isn't the first time you've pulled this crap either, but just take heed that the next time may just be the last....My Daddy didn't raise me to be someones emotional doormat.



*lights a cig*